Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 557 Yes Honey

“Ms. Ashton, where would you like to go?”

“Star Mansion,” replied Gwendolyn.

The driver gave her a slight nod. “Okay.”

Then, he drove off and headed down the mountain.

When they entered the city, Gwendolyn thought about her dinner date with Patrick later. I have to make him some good food tonight. Get my boys to make some too. Maybe this will be our last dinner together.

That thought made her feel down.

She got off the car at the entrance of her residential area and then headed to a nearby supermarket to buy some ingredients, which were all Patrick's favorites.

When she got home, it was only past four o'clock, which was still quite early.

Camille was a little surprised when she saw her come home.

“Gwen, you came back so early today!” She took the groceries from Gwendolyn. “You bought so many things!”

Gwendolyn gave her a faint smile. “Patrick is coming over for dinner tonight, so I bought extra.”

Camille nodded. “He hasn't come here for several days. I'll make sure he has a good meal tonight!”

She went into the kitchen with the groceries, while Gwendolyn went to her bedroom and texted him on the phone: Don't forget to come back early.

Patrick was in a meeting when he saw his phone on the table vibrate. He glanced at it and grabbed it.

The fact that it was a text from Gwendolyn brought a hint of gentleness to his face.

Noticing that, everyone at the meeting was astounded.

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decided to curry favor with her if they saw her in the future so that they could get off

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